“Tides of your heart pull me into your sea.”

My heartbeat is an echo of your soul.

I’ll be your wild horse that you can ride until I’m broken.

Your beauty is binding and I just want to consume every part of you.

My fingers in your mouth when I’m inside you, I could almost die from the feeling before I explode.

My heart is yours forever lets never stop this adventure.

I only want to drink your cream.

It’s not about how long we’ve been together but how deep our love is.

When you drink me the flavor that you swallow will be the taste of my soul.

I see you everywhere because you are my everything.

Your heart of gold will always be worth more than money.

The wild fire in your eyes reflects the seduction of your soul.

I can feel your heartbeat when my mouth is wrapped around your lips.

Squeeze my nipples when you ride me to make sure that we both pour out all over our bodies togetherness.

The universe sent you to me and for that I kneel in gratitude.

Your beauty never ends, it defines space and time.

If you just want to feel my heart just put your hand on yours.

Your spirit is not broken your heart is and you will heal.

I keep stacks of Autobiography of a Yogi around the house, and I give it out constantly to people. When people need ‘regrooving,’ I say read this, because it cuts to the heart of every religion.

We are broken. But never beyond repair.

Study the world’s skin before you set out to look for its heart.

All along this path I tread, my heart betrays my weary head, with nothing but my love to save, from the cradle to the grave.

Fate always wins, for our own heart within us Imperiously furthers its designs.

I know joy as a song of the heart. And each day I seek it.

Watch well each separate citizen, Lest having in his heart of hearts A secret spear, one still may come Saluting you with cheerful face, And utter with a double tongue The feigned good wishes of his wary mind.